chic eats : the butcher's daughter, NYC.

Inspiring food is difficult to come by. Inspiring raw, organic food is an insurmountable accomplishment. The Butcher's Daughter achieves exactly that - an experience that is delightful to the palate in a milieu that is as light and beautiful as its menu. A juice bar/cafe hybrid in the hip Nolita, it delivers the loveliest cold pressed juice melanges and smoothies (my favourite was 'cacao suave' - a divine concoction of raw cacao, cacao nibs, bananas, and almond milk) as well as dairy-free alternatives to their coffee selection (delicious cashew/almond milk). 

But moreover, it is their menu that stands out with a clear ethos that embraces gloriously fresh produce and salubrious ingredients - I had the quinoa salad and avocado toast, which were not only exquisitely presented but wholly droolworthy. There are few raw foods that induce cravings for me but the food here is so transcendent, so exquisitely executed, that I think about it almost every day now that I am back in the raw food void that is Australia. The crowd that linger here are also hip, but not in a pretentious way, and the place is warm with communal tables and effused light, which makes the experience all the more enticing. 

There is truly no more resplendent way to detox! 

Much love, Mandy. xx

The Butcher's Daughter

19 Kenmare St

NYC 10012

Ph: 212-219-3434

Helmut Lang, NYC.

{Jacket & skirt - Helmut Lang; top - this is a plain tee; shoes - Guiseppe Zanotti; ring - Pree Brulee}

Images by the lovely Harpreet Kaur. 

It is difficult to describe with accuracy the manic phenomenon that is New York. From the moment I landed, everyone was so gregarious and embracing that I felt immediately at home, which in turn translated to a somewhat rapid adaptation to the local sartorial vernacular (slick, polished, and pragmatic upon a canvas of black). The thing I adore about New York is that you can make some really audacious wardrobe choices on a daily basis and still feel like you belong. Like the city itself, the aesthetic is so dynamic and bold that you can't help but fall in love with change...

...And just a note about this shoot - this series of images was taken by my beautiful friend Pree between the Frick Collection and Central Park after we traipsed around 5th Avenue for  our Laduree fix. Looking back at these images rich with gentle afternoon light dispersing through the foliage of Central Park, I am reminded that spring is truly the most whimsical time to visit New York...

Hope you are all having a glorious week and apologies for the chasm between posts! Am currently in London, but as always, you can follow my adventures (i.e. witness the disturbing amount of cake I am capable of consuming haha) on Instagram (frocks_frivolities). 

Much love, Mandy. xx

Madison Avenue.

{Images by yours truly.}

Perhaps it is the ingrained rose-tinted lens imparted by holidays, or maybe simply the abundant loveliness of New York in the spring, but everywhere you set forth there seems to exist only the gentlest sunbeams peeking through the fresh buds of spring casting its lovely soft light upon the glassy facades of the astonishingly beautiful boutiques that flank Madison Avenue. The summation of these elements means that I'm utterly convinced that this time of the year is the most impossibly whimsical means of absorbing the prettiness that is New York and that if you ever have the opportunity, to experience it for yourself, but in the interim, a few images to pique the curiosity... 

Much love, Mandy. xx